First of all, skin grafting in plastic surgery hospitals is usually done from themselves. Women roll up their sleeves to show their arms.

The skin on the arm is the same as the skin on the face.

Not only her arms, but also any part of her body, not only her face, her hands, feet and even her buttocks. Plastic surgery can't be done at all.

Kong Fanlin sighed. There was no way.

The woman's faint smile, from Kong Fanlin's sigh, she knew that the hospital could not be cured, but she was used to it. She took out 500 yuan from her purse and put it on the table, just ready to leave.

Qin Jun says suddenly, "this disease, 500 yuan can't cure."

The woman was about to get up, and then she sat back in her chair, looking at Qin Jun with some curiosity.

"Do you mean, there is a cure?"

Qin Jun light smile, "of course, in my hands, there is no incurable disease."

Qin Jun's words can be said to be extremely arrogant. How many doctors in the world dare to say that they can cure any disease?

Although some women don't believe it, they think that Qin Jun is different from other doctors and they are interested in it.

"Then you say, how to treat it?"

Qin jundao, "don't worry, I have a few things to ask in advance."

As soon as the voice dropped, another person came outside.

A man in high-end casual clothes came in. He looked good in all his clothes. It was estimated that the shining shoes alone would cost 50000 to 60000.

"Doctor, I have a stomachache. Give me some medicine!"

When a man goes to this side, he is a little bit drunk. At first sight, he comes back with a hangover.

He sat down next to the woman and said. "Come on, I'm in a hurry."

As soon as I sat down, I immediately smelled the strange smell on the woman. Looking back, I was startled.

"Damn it

Startled by the woman's skin, the drunk man looked disgusted. "I don't wear a mask when I grow up. I want to scare people to death!"

Then he rolled his eyes and looked at Kong Fanlin.

"Doctor, see me."

Qin Jun said coldly, "you have to queue up to see a doctor."

The man frowned, "my disease is simple, just give me a stomach medicine."

Qin Jun cold voice way, "I said, line up."

"Grass, you're sick. You can really pretend to be forced."

With that, the man got up and left.

From beginning to end, the woman didn't say a word.

The man walked out of the door, not far away, suddenly several strong men in black came over.

The man was startled, "you, what are you going to do..."

Several people in black look indifferent, "dare to be disrespectful to Mr. Liu, you are looking for death!"

With that, several people pressed him to the ground and broke his hands and feet.

Of course, they didn't see the things outside. They just thought the man was too impolite. Even if he didn't leave, he might be driven away.

Qin Jun continued, looking at the woman and asked.

"Do these marks appear one by one on your body, or are they born all over your body?"

Woman Leng for a while, the doctor seems to really have some skills, all of a sudden asked the point.

"Piece by piece."

A woman is not like this when she was a child. She only had a few pieces on her body when she was a child. She always thought it was a birthmark.

However, with the growth of age, this kind of acne is more and more, until the age of 20, it covers the whole body.

Qin Jun knocked the table rhythmically with his fingers and thought for a long time.

"It's not easy to do."

It's not easy for a woman to pick her eyebrows? In other words, what can we do?